A piece of dead skin that fell off his feet actually suppressed the underground Demon Emperor for hundreds of thousands of years.
If the demon clans know, will they vomit blood?
"No, that piece of saint's skin is cracking." At this time, Lin Hanxue suddenly spoke.
Wang Hao looked up and saw that although the dead skin easily defeated the black troll, a crack appeared on it, which was very eye-catching and seemed to collapse at any time.
"Even the saint's skin is not able to resist the erosion of time." The golden tiger with two wings shook its head and sighed.
Wang Hao frowned: "What does this skin mean if it breaks?"
"It means that the seal is broken and the underground Demon Emperor will be born." said the two-winged Golden Tiger.
"Stop them and find opportunities to destroy the altar!"
Lin Hanxue made a quick decision, her delicate body flashed, and rushed towards the altar in front.
"Let's go together." Wang Hao immediately followed.
"well……"
The two-winged golden tiger sighed and stopped in place.
This is a struggle between demons and human races, and it does not want to intervene.
However, Erhuzi was not idle either. He set up the field in the inscribed ancient text. If Wang Hao and the other two lost, they could use their field to escape.
Soon, Wang Hao and Lin Hanxue approached the Demon God's Altar.
They were hiding in a bush, with a bunch of underground demons in front of them, guarding the altar, less than ten meters away from them.
The expression of every underground demon was extremely excited, his eyes were filled with longing and fanaticism. He looked up at the sealed cave, as if waiting for their Demon Emperor to return!
The altar of the Demon God stands tall, with countless blood-red stones on it. Among the stones is a magic elephant that is seven or eight people tall. His eyes are scurrying around, emitting endless pressure, and his aura is mysterious and makes people feel
There is a kind of terror that comes from the depths of the soul.
And under this "Demon God Statue", there are several figures standing, one of which is wrapped in wolf smoke, the little Demon King of Blood Moon, and one of the other is a female.
"It's Zui Rao!"
When Wang Hao saw Zui Rao, a strong anger suddenly surged in his chest.
It was this witch who killed 100,000 human martial artists!
But at this moment, she seemed in a bad state, with a pale face and no energy.
This is her forcibly controlling the gossip demon refining furnace, which was backfired and injured. Although she has been carefully treated by the demon clan, her injuries will not be healed in a short time.
In addition to Zui Rao and the Blood Moon Little Demon King, there were several figures standing under the statue of the Demon God, all of which were geniuses of the demon clan.
One of them caught Wang Hao's attention. He had long golden hair and his eyes were extremely sharp. His face was pale and as gorgeous as the sun, and he was very heroic.
A strange force surged around him, making people almost feel like they were about to fall into it at a glance.
"That is the Golden-winged Little Pear King, the number one genius of the Demon God Sect, and a cultivation genius that is rare in a thousand years. It also contains the bloodline of the ancient divine beast Golden-winged Little Pear!" Lin Hanxue said.
Is he the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King?
Wang Hao's eyes were attracted by the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King. Although he saw him for the first time, his great name Wang Hao had already heard of it.
It can be said that he is the number one genius of the demon clan who entered the Cave Heaven and Blessing Land, an existence that is even more terrifying than the Blue Eagle Little Demon King.
In addition to the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, there is another creature that caught their attention.
It was a demon who looked like a human being. This demon had a handsome face, very young, with a blood-colored pattern on his eyebrows, which had a strange aura.
However, his lower body was exactly the same as Feitian Yasha, with wings on his back. In addition to his head, his body was extremely large, as if he was wearing an incompatible armor.
Everyone else stood, only it sat cross-legged, constantly forming complex and obscure seals in its hands, and penetrated into the statue of the demon god in front of it.
"Wang Hao, the monster sitting cross-legged is Shura, who has a very high status among the earth demons and is even more terrifying. He is the host of this demon altar, just kill him."
The sound of the two-winged golden tiger came from afar.
Wang Hao nodded slightly, but a bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth.
There are thousands of demons in the ground ahead, and ten flying yakshas are patrolling each other. In addition, the geniuses of demons such as the Golden Winged Xiaopeng King, the Blood Moon Little Demon King, and the Zui Rao have too strong protection power. If you want to break into the siege and kill the host.
The Shura on the altar is difficult to ascend to heaven!
But if their plan is not destroyed, once the underground Demon Emperor is born, it will not only be a blessing in the world, but may also be a catastrophe for the outside world.
For the sake of the human race and for himself, Wang Hao had no choice.
He turned his head slowly and looked at Lin Hanxue, who was also looking at him.
I didn’t say anything, just a look of communication, and I could see what each other meant, only one word - kill!
"You help me hold the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, I will kill that Shura." Lin Hanxue said.
Wang Hao nodded. Zui Rao was seriously injured and had not healed. The biggest threat to them was the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King.
The Blood Moon Little Demon King should not be Lin Hanxue's opponent. As long as she can hold down the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, she will have the chance to kill the Shura.
"Okay, I'll leave the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King to me." Wang Hao's eyes were sharp.
His mind moved and he looked at the Tai Chi diagram in his mind.
At this moment, the Tai Chi diagram is still engraving the original runes in the silhouette's forehead bone. Time has passed for a long time, but it is still not over.
This process is like ‘copying’. The energy and information contained in the original runes of the silhouette are too complicated. It takes much more time to copy them completely than before.
But after being engraved for so long, it is almost ready.
Once the original runes of the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred
Even, he has the confidence to defeat the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King!
boom!
The Shura operated the altar of the demon god, condensed a black troll again, and launched a shocking attack on the dead skin suppressed at the entrance of the cave.
The dry skin trembled, and the whole body was bright, condensed into sacred patterns, defeating the trolls.
However, there were more and more cracks on it, densely packed like spider webs. The crack in the middle was the longest, almost dividing the entire skin into two.
"I can't wait, Wang Hao, let's do it!"
Lin Hanxue withdrew her gaze and with a bang, a huge aura suddenly burst out from her delicate body.
Her whole body was filled with lightning, and thousands of electric arcs flowed around her, like dragons circling, and a trace of power leaked seemed to be able to shatter the void.
In an instant, as if the god had revived, Wang Hao felt the sacred breath again on her.
"kill!"
Two electric dragons appeared under Lin Hanxue's feet. They stepped on their feet and flew up directly, killing towards the densely packed demons in front of them!